#280 - Well-known double standards
River Sword Cloud's words shocked the people who came to watch the duel.
"Xu Daoling, didn't you hear what our Sect Master said? A martial artist should have benevolence in their heart. You've already won, yet you still want to drive them to complete annihilation in public?"
The Deputy Sect Master rebuked sternly.
"The Sect Master and Deputy Sect Master are right. Martial virtue is paramount for a martial artist. Release Zhao Ji, Senior Brother, immediately!"
The disciples of the Great River Sword Sect also rebuked righteously and indignantly.
"Martial virtue? Are you even worthy of talking about martial virtue?" Xu Daoling's eyes were bloodshot as he pointed to the female corpse nailed to the stone tablet in the distance and said, "The things you've done to our sect are worse than what beasts would do, your methods are extremely cruel! Now, what qualifications do you have to demand that I release Zhao Ji? What qualifications do you have to talk to me about martial virtue?"
"Humph! This woman was a traitor to my Great River Sword Sect. We can use whatever means we deem necessary to deal with traitors, and it's not your place to question us!" River Sword Cloud said.
"Shameless to the extreme!" Kongxu roared, "For generations, our Senior Brothers and Sisters of the Sect King Academy have been brutally murdered by you on the Life and Death Arena, and their heads have been made into lanterns. Now, what qualifications do you have to demand that we be benevolent to you!"
"The past is the past. Those are all things of the past. People always have to look forward and can't always dwell on past hatred. Besides, doesn't your Sect King Academy always pride itself on not acting like our Great River Sword Sect?"
"That's right. Mu Qianshan of your sect used to say that you are different from us. We brutally murder your people, that's our way of doing things. How can you act like us?"
"Release Zhao Ji, Senior Brother, otherwise your sect elder, Mu Qianshan, will be slapping his own face!"
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The high-level members and disciples of the Great River Sword Sect all rebuked righteously and confidently.
The people looked at each other in dismay.
What kind of people are these from the Great River Sword Sect?
They actually take shamelessness to such a matter-of-course level.
They are engaging in double standards in front of the world.
The meaning is, our people can brutally murder your people if they win on the Life and Death Arena, but your people cannot kill our people if they win.
"Heh heh, this trip was truly not in vain. Although I have not yet seen the disciple of the Military Saint take the stage for a duel, I have broadened my horizons."
A powerful expert from the Spiritual Control Sect said with astonishment on his face.
On the Life and Death Arena, Xu Daoling trembled with anger, his eyes bloodshot.
The foot that was stepping on Zhao Ji trembled slightly.
He clenched his teeth tightly, a ridge bulging out on his face, and several times he wanted to crush Zhao Ji's head, but each time he hesitated.
Before the duel, there were no discussions with the Great River Sword Sect regarding the matters after winning the duel.
He is now very worried that if he kills Zhao Ji, given how shameless the Great River Sword Sect is, they might publicly renege on their promise after losing the duel and refuse to let them take the heads of their Senior Brothers and Sisters back for burial!
His bloodshot eyes were filled with tears.
His sect has suffered too much humiliation over the past hundreds of years!
Today, he finally managed to suppress the people of the Great River Sword Sect on the Life and Death Arena. How much he wanted to tear Zhao Ji into pieces!
Seeing Xu Daoling hesitate, they knew that he had concerns.
The people of the Great River Sword Sect immediately began to mock him.
"Why don't you release Zhao Ji, Senior Brother? You only won by luck. You should know when to advance and retreat, don't be too arrogant!"
"Ugh, in front of our Great River Sword Sect, your Sect King Academy will always be the weaker party. Looking at you, I just want to laugh, haha!"
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"All of you shut your damn mouths!"
Xu Daoling roared at the people of the Great River Sword Sect.
"Hahahaha…" Zhao Ji, who was being trampled under his feet, laughed while blood flowed from his mouth, "You're afraid, you're terrified in your heart. Even if you beat me, you're still a weakling. All of you from the Sect King Academy are a bunch of weaklings!"
"Junior Brother, what are you hesitating for?" Jun Wuxie said coldly, "Do whatever you want! Do whatever makes you feel good! Today, with me here, you don't need to have any concerns!"
Hearing Jun Wuxie's words, Xu Daoling felt as if he had taken a reassuring pill!
Since the Eldest Senior Brother dared to say that, he must have his reasons!
Thinking of this, he let out a long howl, venting the pent-up anger in his heart, and lifted his foot to stomp on Zhao Ji fiercely.
Immediately, Zhao Ji let out a pig-slaughtering scream, his whole body was stomped into a bloody mess.
"Isn't your Great River Sword Sect fond of brutally murdering people? Today, I will let your people also experience the taste of being brutally murdered!"
Xu Daoling's face was full of madness as he grabbed Zhao Ji's ankle, swung him up, and slammed him crazily onto the ground. Each slam splattered blood everywhere.
The sight caused the muscles on everyone's faces to twitch in rhythm with the slamming.
River Sword Cloud's face was ashen as he stared fixedly at Xu Daoling.
His heart was burning with anger.
Zhao Ji was the second-ranked direct disciple of his Great River Sword Sect, cultivated with countless efforts and resources.
On the Life and Death Arena, the sound of roaring continued.
Zhao Ji's body was slammed until it was almost unrecognizable, and the ground was covered with scarlet bloodstains.
His screams gradually weakened during the slamming process, and he was on his last breath.
"Master, the Senior Brothers and Sisters of past generations, I, Xu Daoling, will first collect some interest for you!"
Tears welled up in his eyes as he howled and, with a puff, tore Zhao Ji in half in public, and a large cloud of blood sprayed out along with Zhao Ji's torn body.
The entire Great River Sword Sect was ashen-faced and gnashing their teeth in hatred.
"Xu Daoling, prepare to die!"
Under River Sword Cloud's signal, among the nine young sword cultivators, the one standing on the far left exuded a soaring murderous aura, flew across the sky, and rushed towards the Life and Death Arena.
"Come!"
Xu Daoling's eyes were scarlet as he instantly locked onto that sword cultivator, casually threw Zhao Ji's corpse out, and was about to rush towards his opponent.
"Third Junior Brother, come down!"
Jun Wuxie said in a deep voice.
The sound was not loud, but it roared in Xu Daoling's ears like a war drum.
He, who was about to rush up, suddenly stopped and looked back at Jun Wuxie: "Eldest Senior Brother!"
"Come down!"
Jun Wuxie's voice brooked no argument.
At the same time, Kongxu soared into the air and landed on the Life and Death Arena, saying to Xu Daoling, "It's my turn this time, grave robber!"
Xu Daoling reluctantly returned to Jun Wuxie's side and said: "Why don't you let me…"
"You will die!" Jun Wuxie interrupted him: "This person is even stronger than Zhao Ji. If you want to fight them in a wheel battle, that's not bravery, that's stupidity!"
"I'm not afraid of anything, what's a big deal if my head falls off!"
"You're not afraid, but I, Kongxu, Old Jiu, and Uncle Bird will also have a scar in our hearts!" Jun Wuxie said coldly: "Today, we are here to settle accounts with the Great River Sword Sect, not to let them kill our people!"
Xu Daoling clenched his fists tightly, lowered his head slightly, and said: "The people of the Great River Sword Sect are too hateful…"
"You will get your revenge. After Kongxu's match, I will make you feel extremely satisfied. Just watch."
After Jun Wuxie finished speaking, he calmly looked at Kongxu and the direct disciple of the Great River Sword Sect who were confronting each other on the Life and Death Arena, and said no more.
